Saying goodbye to an addiction

The World Cup is over, Lance Armstrong is too far back to win the Tour de France, and it’s summer. Nothing for it but to cancel my cable, get writing, and get out there. I’ve lived without television before and was much the better for it so I’ve decided to simplify my life and remove what is essentially a narcotic from my system. It won’t be completely cold turkey, however, as I do have the internet and Netflix, but they feel more controllable.

Wish me luck!

Double holiday long weekend

Yesterday was Canada Day and Sunday is Independence Day here in the US so my arms will likely need a rest after all the flag waving. In other news, Brazil is out of the World Cup in a somewhat shocking upset to the Netherlands, it’s going to be 1,000 degrees in NYC this weekend, and I am going to spend a large portion of it in my air conditioned apartment writing…and watching the World Cup.

It IS the heat AND the humidity

Ah, New York City in the summer. It’s like living in a perpetual sauna as soon as you step outside or go down into the subway. Central Park is worth its weight in gold in weather like this. The shade of the trees makes it feel a good 10 to 15 degrees cooler. And, um, all the ladies sunbathing on the grass doesn’t hurt either although that seems to increase the temperature, strange.